I had the strangest dream last night.
I dreamed that I was waiting to meet my new adopted child. It was going to be a boy and I knew he liked basketballs. I have no idea where I was, but it was somewhere unfamiliar. It was also raining and very wet outside the window, I was concerned about flooding. Then my eyebrows started itching really badly. I looked in the mirror and saw that my eyebrows were gray, even though my hair wasn’t.
When I itched my eyebrows tiny eyebrow hairs fell out into my fingers. I stared down at them on my hand and freaked out when I realized my eyebrows weren’t actually gray, they were instead filled with teeny tiny crawling gray bugs.
Then I woke up.
What does that even mean? Gray bugs for eyebrows?!? Um…ew!
I don’t pretend to know how my subconscious operates.
I’ll erase that mental image from your mind with these pictures.
(Straight from the camera, wide open aperture!)
Ada has a fierce and intense love for hummus.